Whore Monger Freestyle

[Intro:]

(Mr. Francis.)*

Can you turn this beat up for a second?

(Yeah sure.)

Yo, check me out, uh.

I'm a straight up killer and nobody knows it

I suppose it

Is much better that way, STAY POETIC!

You ain't a killer, oh shit

Keep on believing what seems obvious

It's all for the dollar dollar bill

Holler, until you see 'In God We Trust'

Who do we trust in?

Present day thug mentality

Disgusting

Adjust your chin with a tap to the jaw

It's a must win situation, askin' for war

I'm at your door with a paper shredder

Inserting the ?

Squirting with your mama's sis

Until I start murdering with a harmful kiss

When I *kissing sound*

She feel victim to the charm that I put on

My inner hatred detonated the lip balm

These are fireworks

When desirable flirts higher their skirts

I hold the handle of a Roman Candle inside em, IT HURTS!

Trust me it hurts me more

I'm thirsty for the tasty blood of dirty whores

Ages 34 and under

Whore monger

I've got a hunger

Had a more positive outlook when I was younger

And a much cleaner conscious

Touch my penis with constance

Living life with the ambition to F Venus it's nonsense

I'm a genius of constance and vowel sounds

See I know how it sounds but take your showers now

And throw your towels down

I'll have your bowels drowned in discharge

Have Homer insisting, "Open your lips Marge!"

While kids watch, I ish you not

I'll have Lisa eating meat again

When we meet again, I'll be the friend

She always wanted but could never have if she'll believe pretend

It'll be the end of her loneliness

I desire only this for her to

Blow me a kiss and hold me with her innocent arms

Let my bloodstained hands touch her untrained glands

Transform

Whore monger

Whore monger

(The bonus verse? Aww, that was like right on time.)